Chapter 1230

At the weekend, it is difficult for the family to have a free time. It is just outside the window that there is snow, a snow-white world.

It has been snowing for some time, and everywhere is full of white soft color. It seems that it is not like catkins because of the wind.

Leng Yichen saw that the two children were staying at home with nothing to do. Seeing the snow outside the window, Leng Yichen came out of the study and said to Xiaoli, who was sitting on the ground with his younger brother building blocks, "Xiaoli, shall we go outside to make a snowman?"

After a few seconds, he said to xuemu, "xuemu, OK?"

An Xiaojing just gently forked an apple and put it into Xiaoli's mouth. Xiaoli bit the apple and couldn't speak, so she nodded with her eyes open.

An Xiaojing helpless and funny, patted Xiaoli's back: "slow down, slow down, don't choke."

Xuemu finally swallowed the apple that an Xiaojing had fed him. She clapped her hands, and her small white face was full of smile: "good, good! Let's make a snowman

Leng Yichen also has a smile in her eyes. She walks over and gently picks up xuemu. Then she looks at an Xiaojing.

"I'll take xuemu to change clothes, and you can help Xiao Li tidy up. We'll go in a minute. "

An Xiaojing nodded, with a soft smile and gentle eyes. He stood up and put the last piece of apple into Leng Yichen's mouth and patted him on the shoulder: "yes, I know."

Leng Yichen was a little surprised, and then his lips rose slightly, and a soft smile flashed through his pupils, and he went up the stairs with xuemu in his arms.

Xiao Li swallowed the apple and pulled an Xiaojing's hand anxiously: "Mommy! here we go! Go now

However, an Xiaojing pulled him to the room, put a thick down jacket on him, and put on a super cute hat for him. She looked at her son wrapped in a ball with satisfaction and nodded: "yes, it's not cold."

Xiaoli wanted to cry without tears: "Mommy, but how can I make a snowman like this?"

"Yes, of course," she said

When the snow is cold, he leads them to leave the building. Xiao Li looks at his brother's jacket and shoes. He is so handsome that he can't help crying. He looks at his mother and points to his younger brother: "Mommy! Look at your brother

Xuemu looked at him suspiciously.

An Xiaojing smiles and touches Xiao Li's head.

"Let's go."

Leng Yichen goes out.

At the sight of a pure white world, the two children's eyes lit up and rolled on the snow.

"Oh, be careful! Don't hurt

Frightened by their happy roll, an Xiaojing reached out and tried to lift up her two children.

Xiao Li shook his head: "no, mummy, let's play for a while."

An Xiaojing had no choice but to follow them.

Xiao Li and Xue Mu hit rolling enough, stood up, small hand patted on the body of the snow debris, began to rub snowballs.

The lower body of Xiaoli snowman, the lower body of xuemu snowman.

The two brothers have a clear division of labor, wearing gloves and kneading snowballs in the snow regardless of the cold.

An Xiaojing can't help laughing when she looks at them so seriously. Leng Yichen also smiles and reaches for an Xiaojing.

"They're so funny."

An Xiaojing laughed.

"That's what kids do."

Leng Yichen said softly.

Xiaoli and xuemu have made a good snowball. Xiaoli's snowball is very big, almost as high as him, and even seems to be a little higher than Xiaoli.

There's a problem.

How to put the upper body of the snowman in xuemu pile on the snowball?

I can't reach it, let alone xuemu.

Xiao Li frowned.

Snow Mu some anxious, toward cold also Chen to shout: "Daddy!"

Leng Yichen looked back at him: "what's the matter?"

"Daddy, do us a favor and put this snowball on it!"

Snow Mu patted a little bit of snow ball around him and said in a loud voice.

Leng Yichen gently nodded, should, went over, slightly bent down, picked up the snowball, and then put it on the small pile of snow ball.

Thank you, Daddy

Xuemu was very happy.

"No thanks." Leng Yichen slightly bent his eyebrows and eyes, and then bent down and gently kisses the face of Pro xuemu, and then kisses Xiaoli, "you continue to play."

An Xiaojing looked at it not far away, but felt the warmth of the scene.

This is her home.

So warm home.

He is busy with the snowman, but he keeps looking for the snowman from the snowman.

Looking at the snowman, an Xiaojing was stunned and then shook her head in a funny way.

After a few days, to xuemu's birthday.Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing did not have a grand ceremony, so they got together for a meal.

Xuemu as a birthday star, very happy that day, small face red, overflowing with joy excited light.

After dinner, Xiaoli took xuemu to another place to play, leaving adults to continue to chat.

"Brother, I'm so happy!"

Xuemu is playing with the toys in her hand, then she raises her head and says to Xiaoli, with a big smile on her lips, unable to restrain her smile.

"Just be happy. Today you are a little birthday

Small from but micro smile to open, black transparent eyes have a beautiful smile.

Xuemu is more and more happy and continues to play with toys.

Playing and playing, may be playing tired, snow Mu ran to one side of the sofa, leaning on the sofa to rest.

Xiao Li sat beside him and accompanied him.

Xuemu looked at the tiny broken drill falling from the ceiling, with a smile in the bottom of his eyes. He tilted his head and asked Xiaoli: "brother, why do I call xuemu?"

Xiao Li frowned, thought about it, but shook his head: "I was only two years old at that time. I don't know. Go and ask mummy."

Xuemu jumped up and ran to an Xiaojing and pulled her by the corner of her dress: "Mommy."

An Xiaojing tilted her head and looked at him with a flowing soft smile: "what's the matter? What's the matter? "

"Mommy, why am I called xuemu?"

Snow Mu white face with a look forward to.

However, an Xiaojing burst into laughter, but her smile on her lips became clearer and softer. She reached out and touched xuemu's face, and her voice was very soft:

"because, five years ago, today, our little xuemu was born."

"That day, it was snowing, and you came to us. So I'll call you xuemu

Her eyes were soft and calm.

It's hard to remember when xuemu was born. When the child was born, I almost thought there was no such child.

Fortunately, everything turned into safety in the end.

Leng Yichen looked at her, dark pupil deep, rippling soft color, smile.

He was very grateful to her. Thank her for coming to him, for giving birth to two such lovely sons.

Xuemu is confused and seems to understand the meaning of mummy's flower language, but she doesn't understand the feelings of her parents at this time.

Can be small from one side to listen, but always with a smile.

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